Cacophony

Weeks have passed; blank word pad glares at me

Writer’s block or the numb vacuum, a feeling of absorbed, engulfed,

‘midst of turbulent sea or a bobbing flotsam’?

‘Philosophy of decay and revival’? a deal or a ransom?

Skyscrapers speak loud yet the broken brick beckons

A whisper touches or is it just the breeze?

Words straight gets crooked in the end

I type fast, delete faster… search in vague, destination abstract.

The colors of life hidden in black and white

Yet the grey patches stand, obstinate; absurd;

Simplicity gets lost in the daily jungle

To err is human and to intricate is intellectualism

To complicate simple matter is intensification

And to simplify the worked-out complications is efficiency!

The vicious cycle of life rolls; the repetitive doldrums takes its tolls.

A cacophonous silence or a silent cacophony?

Oblivious cacophony or oblivion to cacophony?

With that extra effort to hold the effortless smiles,

Do you face the mirror and it stares back into your eyes. 

Really?